Poems from chesterloki

I cannot call myself a poet I can't compare to those who truly know it To Whitman and Brown and Frost and Poe What is a word worth but a...
I can only describe who I am by my perspective So the light that I shed will likely be expected To seem dark and grim and down and gray...
You hold this against me. I am not to deviate from this course. You push these events with force. I no longer feel free to live life as it...
Dear Coach, I see you sitting there, your feet raised above your desk. Could you please refrain from teaching and just give it a rest? Go...